Sopping, but Not Stopping

Soaked again today. Switched to port today, so my form was off, but racing was so much fun, I forgot how wet I was. I enjoyed the row much better than Thursday, when I was ready to walk away. That day, I just couldn't get a good catch and finish, and was drinking river water (might as well have been drinking Genesee Beer) every other stroke. It's tough when the timing is off, because the bow reaps the sins of the stern, that's for sure. I'm not a quitter, but I get to the point of stopping, just to regroup and breathe.